A broken heart cried out,
"Lords of infinite wisdom
Heal me and unbreak me!
Revive this bleeding heart!"
"Ye Lords of Olympus!
Ye bade me to fall for one,
She trampled and tore me,
I lay here maimed before you."
Ye did revive this bleeding heart,
Renewed it with your sacred breath,
Gave it new life, new hope, new wings,
Amidst its first flight, ye showed it.
Ye showed it, ye told it,
"Give yourself to her,
She'll hold ye, love ye,
Show ye the truth in life."
The flying heart quickly said,
"Aye my lord! Ye doth know best!
Her heart is pure and wondrous!
The one who'll prove life's beauty!"
Soon the heart turned to Olympus,
"Ye lords! How could'st this be!
Ye were wrong! she tore me apart!"
She burned my wings! stabbed me!"
"Ye know'st all, yet thee stir me array!
Wherefore! What sins hath I sinned!
This heart can not suffer much more!
Unless? Yes! I see the truth clear now!"
"What was once the epitome of life,
Now occupies the darkest hearts!
What other reason could there be?
To punish such a loyal son of thee!"
"Forgive me, ye evil dogs!
For begging at thy feet!
Hath I known thy evils,
I'd stir towards the Titans!"
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